#traffic stop

[pulpsandcomics2]

Traffic Stop

[judacris]

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"How fast do you want me to go?"

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[ophilosoraptoro]

This Will Change Policing In America

[amelia00000]

[dornish-queen]

Hmm maybe don't drink and drive. And then pull out any excuse without taking responsibility. It could have been a simple traffic stop, the DUI would have dropped off their insurance in 10 years. Fuck around and find out... you to jail for resisting now.

[heatherfawn-blog-blog]

A few things that happened Friday:

At 6pm: called for a last minute job that was to start at 6:45.

It went great.

11:50: driving home

Cow literally in the center of the road.

Had to stop, put on flashers and call police.

Police and Fire Department came and moved the cow, then proceeded to direct traffic - “traffic” being me and the three cars behind me.

12:40 and a mile away:

A white guy in a black hoodie with a black stroller was standing in the center of my lane (far right).

I started to move over and slow down, only to discover a black person in a black hoodie with a black stroller standing in the left lane (same direction).

(As cars accumulated & began to honk their horns, neither individual moved themselves from the road or acknowledged the reality of their precarious location.)

Again, I stopped.

Emergency lights.

911.

Police and Fire Dept arrive.

Take people away & begin directing traffic - “traffic” being me and two of the cars from the cow stop.

Arrive home at 01:20.

01:51 awake to banging on my front door.

Someone I don’t recognize through the peephole is yelling at me to “answer you 🤬phone” cause they “know you’re in there”.

So I call 911 again.

Police arrive and haul the person off my welcome mat - where they were PEEING!

02:25 - Call from police officers with an update started “Well, Miss, you’ve had quite the night. . .” He was not wrong.

02:30 - sleep

[intelligentchristianlady]

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[bitcoinversus]

Marine Veteran Fights to End Civil Forfeiture After $87,000 Seized by Police

Marine veteran Stephen Lara continues his fight against the abuse of civil forfeiture laws, three years after police seized his life savings during a traffic stop in Nevada. Lara, a former Marine with 16 years of service, was pulled over in 2021 by the Nevada Highway Patrol for allegedly following a truck too closely. The officers then confiscated $87,000 in cash found in his vehicle, despite…

[frownyalfred]

love the idea of the Batfamily getting stopped and searched in the family car on the way back to the Manor and everyone’s tense expecting Jason to be the one packing like twelve guns but it’s Alfred? Alfred is absolutely unbelievably strapped up to high heaven? And he somehow manages to talk to the cops out of arresting him or even giving him a ticket?

Bruce is just standing on the side of the road pinching the bridge of his nose. Jason is grinning so widely his face is about to rip. Alfred’s guns are all sitting on the hood of the car and there’s at least three there that Bruce remembers taking away and destroying. Dick is taking pictures on his phone to send to Barbara and trying not to laugh. Tim has Kon on speaker narrating it…

[ophilosoraptoro]

This Will Change Policing In America

[the-secret-garden1]

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A traffic stop escalated to violent display due to police brutality.

The Miami-Dade Police Department has released footage revealing officers stopping and handcuffing the NFL star Tyreek Hill as he drove to Sunday's Miami Dolphins game.

The video provides evidence of the officers rapidly escalating the situation that was meant to be a simple traffic stop to a violent detention. Twice pressing Hill facedown into the pavement, despite him making no effort to refuse arrest.

In a statement. The Miami Dolphins called it, "both maddening and heartbreaking to watch the very people we trust to protect our community use such unnecessary force and hostility towards these players, yet it is also a reminder that not every situation like this ends in peace, as we are grateful this one did."

Another Dolphins player, Calais Campbell. Who came to deescalate the situation, was also handcuffed.

As a result of this, One police officer has been placed on administrative duty.

People’s whose roles are supposed to be to protect and serve the community have made its citizens feel unsafe due to their abuse of power. Yet the only consequences they have received is one of the officers put on administrative duty.

source: democracynow

[inbabylontheywept]

the house i grew up in was a little bit of a fixer upper. for the first 19 years, my dad just sort of slowly fixed it, but pretty early on in college, he came into a large amount of cash and decided to just do the whole thing at once. so he rented a different house for like, 2 months that was just a block down from us, and then got a bunch of contractors to fix original house ASAP. it was kind of crazy, but it compressed many years of work into like, three months.

the sitting in a new house for three months was actually pretty fun. and i shouldnt really complain at all (staying at home while in college is a sweet deal)

but.

but. my parents are fairly hard of hearing, and their bedroom in the old house was in the furthest possible annex from everyone else. wheras in the rental it was just in the middle of the house. so without going into details, i was extremely aware that my parents were having sex like, eight times a day. my dad had just retired and i guess they were celebrating, which is great i guess, having parents that really like each other is way better than the alternative, but also, it did make me envy their deafness. i kept headphones on for so long that year i got literal ear calluses.

at the same time, the house my buddy from the shoe incident grew up in flooded. turbo flooded. they burst like, two pipes at once and the damage was so severe they had to redo all the flooring and all the drywall. his family actually had homeowners insurance, which is either incredible or suspicious for a family that used the drained pool in their backyard to store rusty scrap metal. so insurance was handling the work, but in the meantime, they were crammed into a very small hotel room space. we did the math on it then, it averaged about 80 square feet a person.

so one day i got home, and i was chilling, and then six rolled around, and apparently six o'clock was sex o'clock because my parents decided to flex their cardio. i grabbed my headphones and prayed that god would do for me what he did for beethoven, but that failed to work, and then seven rolled around and my parents were still at it, which again, very impressive, but was pushing me to swap out judas for mozart in those prayers. there's a definitive point where you stop praying to be deaf and instead pray that god could take you to a nice field and pop you like a gore-balloon.

i was about five minutes away from that point when my friend called me and basically said i have been stuck in a 500 square foot space with 6 people and i didn't have many marbles to start but what few i had are gone. please. if we are friends, if we were ever friends, take me out of here just for a moment.

and i was still pretty mad at him, but i had pity on the poor guy. also helped that i was desperate to leave the house. so i drove the chickenshitmobile to the hotel and i picked him up, and then we did our normal hangout activity, which was go to food city and buy produce. his normal house was, on a good day, nasty, and his backyard was, as i stated before, mostly used to store mosquito larvae and rusty metal, so what we'd always done before was just walk to the grocery store a half block away and leer at vegetables.

so we did that and it was like old times again. they had some radishes that were expired, so i could buy like, literally an entire grocery bag of them for about $5. so i did. i really like radishes. he got a coconut because he liked fruit and beating things with hammers.

which probably would've been great except we didn't have a hammer, so instead we spent about 30 minutes stomping itike it owed us money. when it finally cracked we cheered like we just got the winning touchball at the superdome and then he ate some of the flesh, and i ate some of the radishes, and we admired the black, starless sky of the city before i took him back to his hotel room.

and then we got pulled over.

i forgot to turn my lights on because the street all around the food city was ludicrously well lit. so it went from being pretty bright, to pretty bright and flashy, then i pulled into a parking lot and a cop came to ask us for IDs which is where everything went to shit:

i’d forgotten my license at home. 

the cop was was actually kind of chill about it - he said he could get by with just an address. except i did not know my address. i hadn't memorized the new one yet. so i told the cop, my house is getting remodeled, i don't know my address right now. and then he went to my friend, and my friend said the exact same thing. house getting remodeled, staying somewhere else, no address, sowwwwwwy.

now the cop genuinely didn't know what to do. he went back to his car, and i was stressed that i was about to get into HUGE trouble so i started eating the radishes and my buddy started eating more of his coconut, and we actually managed to eat like a quarter of both before the cop came back. we ate enough produce that he could smell something weird in the air, and he asked what the smell was, and i said radishes, and my buddy said coconut, and the cop said which, and then we produced a large bag of droopy radishes and an absolutely brutalized coconut, and the cop was just like

so my buddy tried explaining how he was sharing a 500 square foot apartment with 6 people and wanted a fruit he could fight with power tools, and i tried explaining how i'd actually tried buying my parents like, board games and puzzles and stuff but nothing worked - the only thing my parents seemed to like doing right now was each other, and we both went on long enough and pathetically enough that the cop eventually went:

ok. stop.

and we stopped.

and he said do you know why i pulled you over?

and i said, because of my headlights, and my friend (who is hispanic) and the cop both looked at me like like i was the dumbest person in the entire world. and then the cop said no. that's why i'm allowed to pull you over. i checked your car because this neighborhood has a terrible sex trafficking problem, and i pull over every car i can to make sure no one is buying or selling sex. and you two are obviously doing neither. now i could give you, like, four tickets right now, but that would do nothing to make this area safer, so just turn your lights on, go home, drive safe, and try to be less stupid in the future.

and i said okay but i was thinking, you know, damn, this is just how i live man, i don't have a hidden third gear i can shift into. people can't just get smarter because it would be convenient. it's always convenient to be smart. i am literally trying my best.

but i didn't say anything because i was, slowly, learning how to filter what i said. instead i nodded and the cop left then i dropped my buddy off, and the last thing he said was said he owed me for responding to his SOS. I said he owed me for a lot of things, and he agreed that was true. then i drove home with my lights on, 5 under the speed limit, and arrived to a peaceful quiet home. I could’ve wept with relief but instead I went to bed.

the relief was short lived. i was woken up at 6 am by my parents. i swore, and then i prayed, and when i did not explode, i swore again. then i got up to make breakfast before my first class.